(Icest p.o.v)
"Get up you slut! " someone yelled. I was then kicked in the gut by a heel. I opened my eyes to see my sister, Alice. "Hurry up dammit! " she said as she slammed my door shut. I ignored what she said and rose up my shirt to see she left no bruise. I then got up and went to the bathroom. I quickly took a shower and brushed my teeth after getting cleaned up I got dressed. I wore a baggy black hoodie, a black v-neck long sleeve shirt ,a black plaid skirt, my black knee high combat boots, and my purple rose choker with black leather.
After getting dressed I grabbed my bag and went downstairs. Once down the first person I saw was my brother, Eli. He was packing his stuff to leave. He was quick to notice I was downstairs by then. He finished packing his bag and walked towards me. He quickily gave me a pat on the head and a smile. He then went though the door to his black mustang. Once he left I went in to the kitchen and got my lunch I fixed the day before.
After putting it in my bag my sister clicked down stairs with her red heels. She wore a red ruffle crop top that showed off her breasts and black short shorts. "Dumass" she said as she looked back at me as she went though the door. I again ignored the coment like usual. I grabbed my bag and went out the door to my white jeep truck. Which if I may add is twice as big as me. I quickly got in the car and drove through the mansion gates.
I'm supposed to be a freshman this year in highschool. I'm going to the same school with my sister. I already know how everything goes at school. My sister is her usual popular self and I'm the loner. Not that I mind though. I like being by myself and yes I'v felt lonely before but it always passes. I like that my sister is popular too. It makes her happy so its good she is popular. I know my sister hates me but I still love her. I have been bullied but have gotten used to it. My parents aren't around much because of work. My dad is a multi-million dollar bissnusses owner and my mom is a multi-million dollar fashion designer. Me being the youngest of three siblings my parents don't notice me anyway. Sad right but I really just don't mind. I still love them.
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